Sorry about yesterday bloggers, but unforeseen circumstances prevented me from my daily routine of blogging. You see, I spent the day in the ER with a beloved member of my family and I didn't have time to grab the laptop. Time was of the essence. It was not a bloody emergency, thank God. No, it was more of an intense, acute, back pain that caused this person extreme discomfort. Turns out it is a kidney stone and This Person, STILL has not passed it, poor thing. But I'm not supposed to be blogging about it.
I'm not supposed be blogging about it because This Person asked me, in the midst of all the ER craziness, not to blog about it. "Please, no blogging about this. This is not material for your blog," This Person said. I get it, so I won't be blogging about it, except to say that's why I missed a day of blogging for the first time in two years. (without, of course, letting you all know I wouldn't be blogging) But it did get me to thinking...
Blogging and I have become one. I am blogger and proud of it. Yesterday morning, while sitting in the doctors office, then the ER, knowing that This Person was going to be uncomfortable, but ultimately fine, I became a little anxious with the knowledge that I had not blogged and probably would not be blogging at all. I felt like I was shirking my responsibilities. Like I was skipping school for the first time, only as an adult, and the guilt would rear it's ugly little head every now and again. Now, I'm not saying that what I do here on The Daily Dandy is important. I'm saying that what I do here on The Daily Dandy is important to ME and if others are enjoying it, then that's a huge bonus.
I know I am a blogger because my family reads my blog regularly. Every once in a while someone from my large, crazy, family will tell me they liked my blog last week about.... Sometimes, My Guy will go on my blog to try and figure out what I'm thinking or ask me why I chose to share some intimate detail of our lives with the bloggersphere and I'm pretty certain he always checks The Dandy the day after a big fight. My best friend who lives in Vegas will shoot me a text every now and then that says, "love the blog today! hee hee." and some of my clients have become regular readers. I know this because I have received several emails congratulating me on my recent marriage, while scratching my head wondering how they knew until I figured it out.
For me, the evidence of my blogger identity came to light at my recent wedding when my children, Frick and Frack, gave the most elequoent, sincere, articulate and heartwarming toast/speech. In that speech, they mentioned that I was a blogger, in case people didn't know, and they dropped my blog name and told a story of one of my blog posts involving them, misbehaving badly. They even went on to quote all of you, by name, and repeat your comments. It was a laugh out loud riot, coming straight from them, and I realized that they read The Dandy more than I thought. It gave me pleasure to know that they too, check every now and again to see what mom is "ranting about today".
But most of all I am blogger for me. I don't think I have ever done anything in my life that felt so right, where I had the freedom to just be me and I knew it from the day I started. Oh I know, most days I suck badly and some days I'm lazy. Some days I'm funny and some days I'm serious and sad. Sporty, quirky, celebrity-obsessed, ridiculous or nostalgic, blogger is a big part of who I am and you all are too. Please, keep reading The Daily Dandy, and I'll keep reading your wonderful blogs. It's not rocket science, what we do here. It's just blogging. But for me, it's become a very important part of my day and my life.
I mean, where else can one go to find the latest, greatest, commentary on those crazees over at WalMart (besides Thepeopleofwalmart.com) or the inside scoop on Tom Brady's ingrown fingernail? That's right people, it's important work I'm doing here and I'm damn proud of it. I am Blogger; hear me roar.